"Giraldo [his girlfriend] was slightly drunk when she showed up at his apartment that night after a Christmas party. He found a cop's PBA card in her pocketbook..."
In other words, her fault, not his. Translation, what's up with this trashy girl coming home all drunk and slutty. Everyone knows what happens when you mix alchohol, Christmas parties and cops. Bad things. Had she come home sober, behaved like a good girl, none of this would've happened. I get it.
He didn't cut up her face in a jealous rage. No. Sure they argued, but it all was good, so good they made love, and went to bed. He woke up in the middle of the night, got a glass of water, and tripped onto the bed. Gee, he should talk to the battererd women who run into door knobs, or accidentally poke themselves in the face with a fork. They would have a lot of common. Freak accidents. It could happen to anyone.
I don't think so.
I think he's more powerful. I think he told her he loved her baby baby baby and it would never happen again. I'm sure he swore undying affection, gratitude. Maybe he took her out to dinner, bought her roses. Jewelry! A diamond. A token more powerful and longer lasting than the scar on her face. But look, I'm not blaming him.
I would do the same thing if my drunken partyboy lover came home, sloppy and reeking of cheap beer, another woman's business card in his back pocket. All bets are off if you misbehave. It's a good lesson for women everywhere. I know I'm paying attention.